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Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1637
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Chapter 1637: A faint smile tugged at the corners of Rebecca's lips. "Do you hear them? The screams, the cries... They're dying." "Enough of this madness! Stop it!" Esteban roared, his voice crackling with frustration.

Unperturbed by his fury, Rebecca waved him off with a nonchalant gesture. "Calm down. I'm showing you how to rule. You've never had any formal training, no real experience in governance, no hands-on work for the people. You're clueless." She paused for a moment, then slowly drew a pistol from beneath her skirt, aiming it squarely at Esteban.

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"A dagger won't protect the people. You need a weapon like mine to challenge me,” she said, her chilling smile growing.

Esteban's eyes widened in disbelief. “How can you have a gun? That's not allowed!" Rebecca tilted her head slightly, a small smirk dancing across her lips. "It's not allowed for you. But I'm different. I'm the future queen, and the queen has the right to bear arms." "But you're not queen yet! You're tearing this country apart!" Esteban shouted, his rage consuming him. Rebecca chuckled softly, almost mockingly. "Before you accuse me, you should worry about your own safety." Esteban's fury bubbled over, but his dagger was nothing compared to the lethal stillness of Rebecca's pistol. He lowered his weapon in silent defeat.

Latest chapters in glovels.co Seeing his capitulation, Rebecca's smile grew wider. "Calong. Let's get to know one another. After all these years, I realize I've never really known you." With a grim expression, Esteban dropped the dagger and began walking ahead of her.

Yes, he was a hostage, but in this chaos, his captivity served little purpose for her.

Rebecca led him to the center of the venue, her eyes fixed on the orchestra onstage, a flicker of malice creeping into her gaze.

She couldn't comprehend Elyse. Elyse was now a criminal in the eyes of the world. Why wasn't she hiding or crying like Rickey, instead of playing the violin as if nothing was wrong? Rebecca's gaze remained locked on Elyse, seemingly indifferent to the suffering unfolding around them.

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Esteban's eyes caught a young boy weeping over the lifeless body of his father. His breath hitched in his throat, but he quickly shut his eyes, trying to block out the pain. "Keep moving," Rebecca urged, shoving him forward.

Esteban's face was a mask of anguish as he turned to her, his voice m thick with desperation. Do you even have a heart? Can't you see these innocent lives being torn apart? Do they mean nothing to you?"

Rebecca's gaze swept over the scene with cold detachment "Whend m becqueen, Twill find a way to compensate them."